I have a guy in my life who really has a major crush on me. The problem is, I don’t have one on him. Not in the least. I love his money though. All the guys look at him with envy and think of how lucky he is to get to fuck me, but he hasn’t fucked me, and never will. He doesn’t know that though.
He spoils me constantly, thinking it will get him in my panties quicker. I’ll admit, the spoiling does make me wet, but not for the reason he thinks. The size of that money clip and bank account makes me drip down my legs! His dick isn’t anything to talk about, but his financial worth is out of this world. As long as there is just a shred of hope that he’s going to get laid, he’ll keep paying for me. That’s why I make sure to give him little flashes of skin and brushes against his stiff cock. I drive him crazy. Every night he leaves with painfully blue balls… but returns with diamonds.
Why would I ever want to change our arrangement?
Written By: Rachel
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